Si Yiyan gazed afar into the desert at the sand dunes.
The voice of Wen Xinya singing the Guanyin Heart Sutra emitting from his mobile phone sounded especially wondrous.
Her chanting was clear, elegant and full of poignancy, resonating far and wide!
Her recitation penetrated one's soul like a flash of lightning! It went beyond all mystical boundaries and sounded like the very embodiment of Miao Shan herself!
It was a recording he had made previously.
There were over a dozen missed calls and SMS alerts on his mobile phone. From the very first day she failed to reach him, she had called once every single day, even though she knew his phone was turned off. This was her way of communicating her longing for him, as well as reminding him that she was still waiting for his return.
He could nearly imagine her crestfallen little face every time she heard that cold, mechanical voice informing her that his mobile phone had been switched off.
